But Oh! the vigour of mine infant sense
Drives me too far: I had not yet the eye,
The apprehension, or intelligence
Of things so very great, divine, and high.
But all things were eternal unto me,
And mine, and pleasing which mine eye did see.
XIII
That was enough at first: eternity,
Infinity, and love were silent joys;
Power, wisdom, goodness, and felicity;